Lu Chen’s gaze was indifferent as he looked down at Phantom.
“I told you, the outcome of this battle was decided long ago.” “However, I am curious—with your talent, why do you follow that idiot Luo Du?” “You should know better than I do just how rotten that guy is.” Phantom’s expression shifted slightly, as if recalling past events, before she gritted her teeth and snorted coldly.
“Shut up!
What do you know!
My life was given to me by the Duke’s Mansion; I have no choice!” Lu Chen’s heart stirred; it seemed there was a story here.
He then curled his lip.
“There’s no such thing as having no choice; your life is your own.” “The reason you’re forced to obey Luo Du’s orders must be for another reason, right?” “Let me guess, is your family being threatened?
Or…” Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Phantom’s body tremble.
Lu Chen raised an eyebrow.
“It seems your family is indeed being threatened.” Phantom bit her red lip, her eyes revealing a hint of bitterness and despair.
“It’s my younger sister…” This was the nightmare hidden in the deepest part of her heart.
Lu Chen noticed that the aura on Phantom’s body was rapidly weakening.
Her blood-red pupils also returned to their original state.
Thus, he spoke up: “I’m grateful you’ve told me so much, but it’s time to end this.” As the words fell, Lu Chen’s figure suddenly vanished.
Before Phantom could react, she felt a tightness around her neck.
Her face changed drastically, and she subconsciously tried to activate her Etherealization.
However, she found that the effects of the Bloodline Pill had already vanished, and her spirit power was depleted.
Phantom instantly snapped back to reality.
The reason the opponent said so much just now was actually to exhaust her spirit power!
“You…
shameless!” Phantom roared in anger.
Lu Chen’s voice was flat.
“The greatest taboo in battle is being influenced by others.” “Your ability is strong, but unfortunately, your battle will is too poor.” “You!” Phantom glared with fury, her body struggling incessantly.
“Bastard, let me go!
I can’t die, I haven’t seen my sister yet!” Fear, urgency, and resentment flooded her heart, and an eerie red light glowed on her body once more.
Her long black hair also gradually turned white.
“Is she trying to burn her life force to forcibly use that move from before?” Lu Chen gripped her neck with a backhand, showing no mercy for her beauty, and slammed her into the ground with a sudden burst of force.
Boom!
Spiderweb-like cracks were smashed into a corner of the arena.
Phantom spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling the world spin before her eyes went dark, and she completely lost consciousness.
“Since you don’t want to die, just sleep peacefully for a while.” Lu Chen let go, stood up calmly, and looked toward the stunned referee on the high platform.
“You can announce the result now.” Lele snapped back to her senses and hurriedly cried out, “In this life-and-death duel, the final winner is—Lu Chen!” After three seconds of silence, the crowd erupted into cheers loud enough to blow the roof off!
“Lu Chen!
Lu Chen!
Lu Chen!” “Haha, he won!
Little Chen won!” Tang Ya danced with joy.
Bei Yuxuan gripped his folding fan, his face full of excitement.
Old Chen also let out a long sigh of relief; the first hurdle was finally over.
“This kid—his temperament, talent, and strength are all top-tier!
Good, very good!” Du Busi grinned and laughed wildly, praising him repeatedly.
On the other side, Luo Du’s face was so dark it looked like it was about to drip ink.
He stared fixedly at the unconscious Phantom being carried away, gritting his teeth as he said: “Useless trash…
you couldn’t even take down a Spirit Master; what use are you!” “Young Master, please calm down!” A close aide nearby hurriedly tried to dissuade him.
“We’ve only lost the first round.
The next round is a duel between Spirit Grandmasters.” “That girl named Tang Ya is only a Level 21 Plant-type Spirit Master.” “While Long Ya is a Level 29 Spirit Grandmaster, and his Spirit is the Blazing Flame Tiger, which perfectly counters the opponent.” “Exactly!” Long Ya quickly chimed in.
“Rest assured, Young Master, I will definitely bring back Tang Ya’s head!” Having spent a long time with Phantom and seeing her beauty, neither of them could bear to see her tortured to death by Luo Du.
Hearing their guarantees, Luo Du’s anger finally subsided slightly.
Yet his gaze remained sinister, staring intently at the arena as if he wanted to swallow Lu Chen alive.
On the arena, Lele saw that Lu Chen was still standing in place without moving and hurriedly went forward to remind him: “Contestant Lu Chen, the match is over.
You can return to the waiting room.” Lu Chen shook his head, turned toward the VIP lounge, and spoke in a calm tone: “No need for the trouble.
Let’s proceed directly to the next match of the wager.” “I’ll fight Tang Ya’s round in her place.” “What?!” Lele was shocked, her eyes widening!
The microphone carried his words throughout the entire Spirit Dueling Arena.
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence once more, followed by an explosion of unbelievable uproar.
A Level 1 Spirit Scholar actually wants to challenge a Level 29 peak Power-type Spirit Grandmaster across ranks?